On weekdays, he looks like he is not close to women and is not greedy for wealth and wealth.

In fact, he had an illegitimate child long ago... that was Shi Shaojian.

He claimed to be his disciple, but his name was fascinating. His name was Shi Jian and his disciple was Shi Shaojian.

Anyone with a little brain can guess that there is something wrong with it.

The father and son are perfect matches. Shi Jian pretends to be noble, while Shi Shaojian is romantic and happy outside and makes money.

"No, if I were a fellow disciple, I wouldn't have gone to Renjia Town to grab business.

For the master, this is undoubtedly a shameful thing for him."

"That's right, Master did this clearly embarrass the master..."

Speaking of this, Wencai felt aroused: "Senior Brother, since Master is not good at breaking up, should we do something in secret?"

"What do you want to do?"

"I don't know..." Wen Cai shook his head seriously: "Senior brother, aren't you the best at this kind of thing?"

"It's hard to refute what you said."

On the other side, Shi Jian stood up and said goodbye after a while.

Out of etiquette, Uncle Jiu naturally wanted to keep it.

"Brother, we have not seen each other for a long time, so why not stay and have a few drinks."

"No need, Boss Qian has arranged food and accommodation, so the junior brother doesn't have to worry... Shaojian, let's go."

After seeing off the senior brother, Uncle Jiu collapsed immediately.

This incident not only embarrassed him, but also felt a little cold.

The friendship between classmates is so indifferent. If the master knows what he wants, what would he think if he doesn’t know?

Not long after, Mo Ziming and Wencai came out together.

"Master, Master, is Master gone?"

"Ask a question knowingly!" Uncle Jiu replied angrily.

Mo Ziming sat down and whispered: "Master, don't you find this strange?"

"What's strange?"

"Boss Qian has returned from sending foreign money and has always regarded himself as a fake foreign devil. He doesn't believe in his master's trick..."

"Um?"

Uncle Jiu glared.

"Anyway, Boss Qian believes in the style of foreign devils now, why did he suddenly want to spend 200 yuan to ask someone to see Feng Shui?"

After saying this, Uncle Jiu finally began to feel something was wrong.

Although Boss Qian is not a man of iron rooster, he is definitely not a generous person.

Two hundred yuan is not a small amount, and ordinary people may not make so much money in their lifetime.

What’s important is, doesn’t Boss Qian not believe in Feng Shui?

Why did you believe it all at once and still be willing to spend a lot of money?

Thinking of this, Uncle Jiu couldn't help but frown: "Qiu Sheng, then what you mean is..."

"Master, I think there must be hidden things in this. Besides, Shi Shaojian is obviously not a good thing."

"Yes, yes, yes~" Wencai nodded immediately and agreed: "The look of a treacherous villain."

"Don't talk nonsense..." Uncle Jiu subconsciously glanced out: "Beware that your master heard it."

"So what if you hear it?" Mo Ziming said angrily: "Master, I think your biggest problem is that you are too good at face..."

"You boy..."

"Okay, the honest words are unpleasant. Forget it, Master doesn't want to listen."

Uncle Jiu is such a person with good face, how can he tolerate his apprentice saying that he is good face?

"A bastard, who said that Master is so proud of his face? OK, let's talk about your wrong reasons."

"This is what you asked me to say... Master, Master obviously did not treat you as a junior brother.

You heard it with your own ears when you came to your door today, and it was not to discuss it..."

"Okay, stop talking!"

"Okay, if you don't mention Master, just talk about Shi Shaojian. I always feel that this guy is not right, so there must be something wrong with this single job."

"Everyone cleans up the snow in front of the door, don't worry about the frost on others. Okay, the teacher needs to practice the qigong."

Uncle Jiu was upset and left in anger...
Chapter completed!